Life in Forsyth
Now you see me. Now you still see me.
Tuesday, May 27, 2008
Northwest Barber Shop, Reynolda Road
Both children watch mesmerized from the barber chairs as a stream of horrible stunt accidents plays on the TV above the door.
"And did he die?" the youngest asks periodically.
"No, but the fool very well could have. Let this be a lesson. If it looks like a stupid thing to do, it
a stupid thing to do." I reply after about the third time.
"Know what the difference is between a Northern fairy tale and a Southern one?" Stacy asks, as he buzzes around the oldest's ears.
"A Northern fairy tale begins with
Once upon a time
." He grins. "And a Southern one begins
Hey, y'all, watch this
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